Demon Hunted Novels & Stories

“Baby, what’s wrong?’’ I shouted as I entered the room, all my attention fixated on Olivia who was standing across the doorway like she’d seen a ghost. She pointed straight ahead. I looked up at Richard and Ashern, whose faces were pale with horror as they stared at something inside the room. I turned around slowly. I felt like a ghost was looming over me. Sudden horror gripped me, causing my face to pale the minute I set eyes on our bed. The scene before us was enough to give anyone a heart attack. On our usually tidy white sheets was nothing but a pool of blood, spattered over the blankets and even the floor. In the middle of the big bed was that blood curling thing. A corpse! Jessie! Laid

The muzzle of my hunting rifle was aimed at the two demons. "The perpetrators of kidnapping and killing the werewolves around Terrasen recently were you, right?" My voice was flat and cold. "And I think you are also part of the pack that is constantly hunting and chasing Pack Werner." One of the demons showed its face after licking the blood of the dead werewolf on the floor. "You should have just shot us without asking, damn hunter!" The demon showed its fangs sticking out of its wide-opened mouth. They don't even have the corners of their lips because their jaws are wide open.

[Max’s POV] Damen has a great point. Only a few times in the history of our shared lands has any hunter demon breached our borders. This is not a coincidence, and for it to be at the club, so close to the four of us. “Let’s send out some scouts to track the hunter down. We will need at least two scouts from each of our packs, lairs, and covens on this mission,” I instruct with a hint of concern in my voice. “I agree. I think we should have Gia and her son meet with Trinton for a reading of her potential abilities as well,” Damen requests. Trinton is the high warlock of Saint Paul. He is a magnificent being with strong psychic abilities. He and his coven are also highly trusted allies to our

His eyes shone crimson as he licked his blood strained lips. "This". He held the glass. Leaning back into Stephen’s chest sniffing his neck. It soothed him. Relaxed him. "Good one Callum . It’s a deer. You sure you want this"? Saint reconfirmed. Callum nodded a yes and the next moment they all gasped when Saint took all shots bottom up. "Yumm". They all laughed looking at him enjoying the treat. "Someone taking lessons. Wow. It’s not so you Stephen". Suddenly the door opened to Zol and they all were shocked.

He looked at my claws; then into my eyes; he didn’t see any mercy; he saw the demon. “Stop!” he screamed; his eyes shut, slowly opening to look into my cold ones; “I’ll tell you; I’ll tell you where it is!” My hand stopped just inches from his heart poking his chest; the demon growled with disappointment; the wolf smiled with satisfaction. “Hmm,” I lowered my hand; I leaned in close to him. “That’s better.”

The healer stiffened, then immediately gathered his things and withdrew without a word, closing the door behind him. “I heard about the attack,” Kai said, breath still uneven. Asher’s gaze stayed forward. “What did you find on what I asked you to investigate?” Kai straightened. His expression hardened. “A soul-eating demon.” Asher turned slightly. Kai continued. "It hunts those burdened with painful memories.” Asher didn’t speak, only watched him. He paused, letting the weight of it sink in. “If the demon succeeds in consuming a soul… it becomes even more powerful. Almost unstoppable.”

I know you heard me. 'Yes, I heard it.' I said to him. 'I am now reading the book I got from the restricted section of the library. There is something about this book, titled The 12 Sinners: The Demon's Souls. I think there is something here we can use to defeat them. Who knows, I will start here. Just enjoy them first, dude.' I heard Hunter's voice in my head. He is talking to me. I nodded my head even though he couldn't see me.

It is just a suicidal mission to go to war with me now. I was about to ask who he was afraid of when Hutton appeared in front of me, fully transformed into a powerful demon with a tail and horns. The aura around him was a strong demon scent similar to that of Diane. A huge smile slipped my lips as I watched him bow to the ground before me. After feeling the death of Diane in my heart, I had grunted in rage, feeling so bad at her failure, but now I think she didn't fail. She sacrificed her life to get Hutton entirely possessed by her demon spirit. Now I have Hutton in my power.

Tommy didn’t believe me, of course. Who would? I had to beg him. My friend shrugged and promised to wait in our chambers until I dealt with the problem. The issue was resolved the same night. I simply summoned the hunter. As hellhounds weren’t simple dogs, hunters weren’t simple demons. He appeared almost immediately, looking at me with his blood-red eyes. He was tall, gangly, and reminded me of a cellar spider. In the cloud smoke which hid his features he seemed clumsy and awkward—if you didn’t know how fast and deadly he could be.